This picture was taken when she lived in our home with us. She was on oxygen because of a lack of exercise. One day she was at the back door with her purse telling me that she was going to the other house. We didn't have another house and I got very afraid of her getting lost. She was always a wisker picker and carried tweezers and a mirror in her bra along with any money she had. At our house she didn't get exercise. When she went to the home, she walked the halls.  they were in a square, and she walked round and round them.  She used to huff and puff, but after walking the halls, she didn't anymore.